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I gasped, the pleasure rippling through me.
His chuckle filled the room. “Your butt plug has a scorpion on the end. I’m claiming every inch of your body.” Kane ran his fingers over my slit and massaged my bundle of nerves, nearly driving me over the edge.
I yelped as he bit the back of my thigh. “I want to eat your pussy until you come so many times, you’re begging me to stop.”
“Yes. Oh, God, please.”
“Are you ready for me to fuck that cunt and tight little ass?”
“It’s all yours.”
“Yes, it is.”
His footsteps rang through the area, then I caught sight of him from the corner of my eye. What was he doing?
Without a word, Kane opened the door and left.
“Kane? Kane! Don’t leave me here!” Surely, he would be right back.
I glanced at the wall clock under the camera, the light blinking green.
I shifted, attempting to get comfortable, but it was no use. Thinking about everything he’d said, my core clenched. He’d gotten me all hot and bothered, then left me hanging. I suspected it was my punishment for talking back.Dammit.Maybe my smart mouth hadn’t been worth it. I could have had at least two orgasms by now.
The minutes ticked by until I wondered if Kane had forgotten about me. What if another society member came in? My nerves kicked up at the thought that someone else might join me again, and this time, I wouldn’t be able to fight or defend myself. I would be at someone’s mercy, touched against my will. Tears welled in my eyes, then anger overshadowed the panic. If he thought this was funny, he was in for a big surprise.
After nearly an hour passed, the door swung open, and a masked figure dressed in a black cloak entered … then another, and another, and another. Nine guys circled me, except for one. That one stood in front of me.
A prickle of fear rippled over my naked body.What the actual fuck?
I searched frantically for the red scorpion that would tell me it was Kane, and I nearly cried with relief when I spotted it. But the deadly insect wasn’t near his collar. It was a small, fake tattoo on the back of his hand. I glared at him, but he didn’t respond. Since I couldn’t see his face, I had no idea if he was smiling or pissed. Worse than that, I was sprawled, naked, in front of several members of the society.
“As you know, one of our own tried to touch what was mine. He will be dealt with,” Kane said, his voice disguised by his mask. “Per the rules, to mark a female, the society watches as we fuck her.” Kane pulled back the hood of his cloak, then dropped it on the floor, revealing his black shirt and slacks. I quickly spotted the scorpion near his collar. Maybe I should have been pissed that I was on display for everyone to watch, but the minute I realized Kane was the one that would touch me, I was okay. I was aware that everything was confidential here. If the identities got out, it would be hell for the guys.
Kane walked behind me, then I felt his fingers between my legs. He massaged my clit, and I sank my teeth into my bottom lip. I glanced at the others standing around me and moaned with pleasure. Who knew I would love an audience? Kane spread me apart, then the sound of a zipper filled the room. He slammed inside me so suddenly, I arched my back and cried out in shock. Kane leaned over and bit my shoulder, fucking me, driving into me hard, over and over with his powerful thrusts.
My core clenched around his shaft as he pinched my clit. I was mentally begging him to let me come, but I knew he wouldn’t give me permission. He gripped my hips, digging his fingers into my flesh while grunts of dominance clung to the air.
I whimpered as a familiar, delicious sensation swirled in the pit of my stomach. I wasn’t sure if I could stop it even if I wanted to. There was something incredibly hot about the guys watching while Kane marked me.
“Come for me,” he demanded.
I writhed against him, greedy for my orgasm. My breath caught in my throat as a soul-obliterating climax ripped through me, leaving me limp and satisfied.
Still trembling with my release, Kane quickened his pace, pushing into me several more times before a low, guttural moan escaped him, and his body shuddered.
I bit my lip, knowing that he was faking. Once everyone was gone, I would finish him off.
As quietly as the cloaked figures had entered, they left.
Kane removed the butt plug before he uncuffed my hands, and I shook my arms, tingles prickling my limbs as I tried to straighten.
Without a word, Kane located a blanket from the dresser, then helped me stand. I propped myself against the barrel, not trusting my legs to carry me. Kane wrapped the soft, plush material around my body, completely covering me. I snuggled into it, not realizing how cold I was. Kane crouched, then scooped me into his powerful arms. He carried me out of the room, down the hall, then through another door. The automatic lights turned on, and I suspected it was his office from the desk, table, and couch.
Kane kicked at the chair, then sat in it, still holding me.
“Can I take off your mask?”
“Yes.”
